Da Black Whole

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Gimme Back My Apple


in a Strange Land

Earlier this week, the Sun emitted its first X-class solar flare in about four years. . . . On Valentine's Day (ET) the Sun unleashed one of its most powerful explosions, an X-class flare. The blast was the largest so far in the new solar cycle.

Fault line, won't you be my Valentine

The second largest earthquake since Mount St. Helens erupted -- a magnitude 4.3 shaker -- rocked a fault line six miles north of the volcano Monday morning. People felt it as far away as Astoria, Lake Oswego, Hood River and even Bremerton, Wash., near Seattle.

The last one, as it happens, was 30 years ago also on Valentine's Day, a magnitude 5.5 temblor.

Mike sent a Valentine to Smith, from the Salmo-Priest Wilderness. Last of the Woodland Caribou.

But she never got away

no she never got away

from the burn and the heartache

-- Laura Nyro [maniac!]

A corrections officer who had raised concerns about being the sole guard in the chapel of a Washington state prison was strangled there over the weekend.

Exult with him, you heavens, glorify him, all you angels of God; For he avenges the blood of his servants and purges his people's land. So Moses, together with Joshua, son of Nun, went and recited all the words of this song for the people to hear. (Deut. 32)

Last 7 point touch-down in Two-Sawn Air a Zona connoitered the Jewish Reformed Congregation Chaverim and its Resident Rabbi, Steffie Aaron.

Aaron, like Joshua = High Priest. Ark insider Aaron, double-A battery.

Joshua rebuilds the temple, is the temple rebuilt.

The unreformed Reformed Chaverim in Twoson boasts worshippers Amy Loughner -- mamu of Jared -- and recovering Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords, pictured above in modern armor. Who were they worshipping?

In The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus (2009) a gigantic Russian babushka arises from dreamnoggin earth. Babushka's head pops open, like a teapot top. Inside, levers and gears are revealed, amongst which the devil (Tom Waits) slowly arises to announce:

Hey, Parny! I'm goin' to Chicago, baby! I'm drivin' a stick!

The U.S. Supreme Court just ruled that Obie's chief-of-staff Rahm Emanuel can run for Chicago mayor in 2011, though Rahm obviously doesn't live there.

Buttressing fortifications in BabTwo! :O)

Rahm's pop was an Israeli paramilitary agent (Irgun) momz a cryptofeminist insurgent uh "civil rights worker" . . . currently a Psychiatric Social Worker in zzzrrt bzzrrt paging Nurse Ratched paging Nurse Ratch zzzrt please pick up the White Courtesy Phone, a Randall Patrick McMurphy is holding for you.

In 2006, who from the Democratic Congressional Campaign Committee personally recruited Gabby Giffords, setting her congressbound, a dem-repub "crossover appeal" rising star?

Top Rahm-man, baybee! Committee Chairman Rahm.

Call this "hello" from Parny. Oh, and Israel? You best get off that striped horse, and start walking.

You never want a serious crisis to go to waste

-- Rahm da Bahm, 2008

In Hebrew, Rahm means high or lofty, as earthly/babylonish positions and places: a proud morning star. Jared means descend -- so, exactly antipodal.

Jared as collective noun is sometimes applied to Moses, whose chief task wasn't leading ancient Israel through the wilderness (someone else's job) but descending intact from the presence of god . . . an eventuality like to fricassee folk.

Jared also suggests descent of Miriam to the Nile, that is, to the spiritual heart of Egypt, Rubedo Queenland. Dealey (goddess-law) Plaza in Dallas prised open the anubic portal of national nigredo, descent: the blackening. The towers wobbled, the money flew crowdirect to Chi-town. Baby.

Daley Plaza in Chicago immanentizes Pharaobama and his New Khemik Ma Sheen, Demeter Dos, mandated by a generation of stoogified Manufactured Consenters.

Goddess of Liberty, pinnacle, Texas State Capitol Building

I said to the angel who was speaking with me, "Where are they taking the ephah?"

Then he said to me, "To build a temple for her in the land of Shinar; and when it is prepared, she will be set there on her own pedestal." (Zech 5)

Compare Texas' guiding "Goddess of Liberty" with Gabrielle Giffords' chain-link dress, above; uh and p.s., what the heck kinda "woman" is this anyway? . . . like something carved by bemushroomed snakeculters in 7332 B.C. in praise of their alien goddess . . . sword pointed down and she ain't smilin' either. Guess that's why the Prison Graveyard in Texas is called "Peckerwood Hill."

She represents Pallas Athene (=Pallas Dallas), known therebouts as "The Old Lady" . . . so, Crone, the rarely seen aspect of the fematrix. Sarah T. Hewes, latterly of the Stonecutters Guild. Oops. Hughes.
Texas is macho-central, bloody oil, where the cow/boys run around in big hats, gang up on you, then pretend to the girls that they're hard. Like Dubya, basement clerks of the wicked witch.

Arlington -- national cemetary moniker and occult-loaded nom -- is the Pallas Dallas suburb that hosted the 2011 Super Bowl, won by the Green (ing of "Israel") Bay Packers. Waco and Temple, Texas, are due south.
The Packers were named for their first sponsors, the Indian Packing Company of Delaware.

What did they pack, you wonder? . . . rightly a bit tremulous.

Meat. Canned meat.

Child Sex Rings Spike During Super Bowl Week skreeches one of Medea's Mouthpieces, the USA Today.

The Super Bowl is . . . commonly known as the single largest incident of human trafficking in the United States intones Texas Attorney General Greg Abbott.

Each year, 100,000 to 300,000 American kids, some as young as 12 years old, are exploited in the sex trade, he says. The traffickers use the Super Bowl and other large events such as the World Cup to ply their trade, Allen says. "The traffickers try to seize that opportunity to do business," he says.

"Child Sex Rings" don't "spike" during Super Bowl Week, any more than the last agitprop scapefest, the Super Bowl Domestic Violence Hoax, "spiked" at Super Bowl time. Both are fabrications of the collusion between feminism, U.S. law-enforcement, and related interests. Gyn. O. Gulag.

The matriarchy's lie of vast increases of Domestic Violence Against Women on Super Bowl Sunday was disproven long ago, but still embeds, viral, in the Dreaming Mind, fanned annually by well-funded femflames. Obviously they're changing tactics, going for the achilles.
Like true predators, darting in behind. One billion dollars a year for VAWA alone. Joe Biden's personal Baby.

While men freeze to death on the streets of Chicago.
100,000 to 300,000 U.S. kids are not "exploited in the sex trade" every year, nor is the Super Bowl a hotbed of prostituted children -- by those Evil Males who, clearly, enjoy the only masculine bonding activity still allowed in America, football. Can't have that.

There is no "massive trafficking" of children (or adults) in the U.S., illegal-alien stuff excluded. Children are not being snatched wholesale off front porches -- though it's useful for millions to imagine so. There are some runaways, as always, usually midteen females who can't stand their Prozac-gobbling mothers.
Major American sporting events draw the standard sideshows, including a smattering of johns and 'tutes, few (if any) of the latter below 18.

The vast Abuse Infrastructure milked by Women's Organizations, the Medea, Law Enforcement, and gynogovernment generally, fund and facilitate their own enterprises, using deception and moral panic to demonize, criminalize, and terrorize U.S. boys and men.
Just another Mob.

In light of hopeless voices, changes can't be avoided

"In Jupiter's Realm, Waiting" ottie-poet Jeffrey Powell Jr., opening line

The Dallas Women's Foundation predicted 38,000 underage prostitutes at the 2011 Super Bowl. Only a few (silenced) voices in the nation called them on their hate. Their sexist propaganda.
Didn't quite turn out thataway. Never does. But the Dallas Women's Foundation and America are one.

The American courtroom is become the throne of Satan, full of women "judges," grovelling sycophant lawyers, and other profiteers and accusers. U.S. jails and prisons are an abomination before God.

Christina Hoff Summers also busts the Super Bowl Scapegoat-a-thon.

A few years back we posted after watching teen sexpot Miley Cyrus work her tabooness to the Circus Maximus, then emasculate her father on Jay Leno. Now dad says that Disney and Hannah Montana "destroyed my family."

Time to climb offa the barge, eh Bill? Very crafty. Does this mean you're giving back the millions?
What's that? It's going into the Joint Trust with Hosni's Hoard?

Hosni Hosni Mubarak
I don't think he's coming back

People. People! The blog is free.

Babylon and Egypt = slavery or bondage.

Falling like lightning, President Moo-Barack of the United States of Hathor descended into President Mubarak of Khemburg, igniting a panregional firestorm . . . the spark of which is carefully forgotten. Mentioned repeatedly not.

To hear Hillary and Co. tell, Egypt et al. are struggling to establish western-style "democracy" (matriarchy) empowered by streets full of righteous, angry women. Tens of millions of unemployed, impoverished, de-dignified, hopeless arabic men hardly figure into the Ekwallity Ekuation.

Our wordpress post of November 10, Put the Lie Ma in the Coconut, featured the 1995 earthquake on the Sinai Peninsula in coniunctio with the King's Highway Vamoose. That post ended:

While l.d. was enjoying his luxury vacation – at slightly less than 200 million dollars per day! – seems The Gulag Gang have been busy as a tree fulla merovingian bees.

Deep in the woodlands, where the hating is less cacophonous, he found him a little leg-o stick.

Suez in one hand, Elat in t’other. Make a wish, and shake the coco nut tree.

What fell out were Jared (Subway Descent) Loughner and Tunisian Mohammed Bouazizi, incidents separated by three weeks.
In mid-December one Faida Hamdy, a Tunisian woman, did what women across the world -- especially the Western world -- have been doing not merely with impunity, but with cheering support, for the past half-century. Doing exactly what every Hollywood Romantic Comedy formula-scripts and demands: slapping a common man.

This time, a powerless, meek street-food vendor scrabbling for survival, often paying more in bribes than the few bucks he could make daily.

One slap too many . . . and Mohammed Bouazizi said fuckit, dunked himself in paint thinner, and immolated outta here.

Speaking for many. Obviously.

As the privileged, princessified, government-employed daughter of a police officer, Ms. Hamdy considered it her right to assault a mere male.

Heck, little dynamo has had women charge him with fists flailing for merely suggesting an uncomforable reality. Or insisting they get in line at the store.

Recent posts covered the biblical and occult aspects of Ham. It's equated specifically with Egypt, especially in contexts of acting as an oppressor. (E.g., Psalms 78:51 and 105: 23,27; and 1 Ch. 4:40)

Faida Hamdy, a 45-year-old municipal inspector in Sidi Bouzid, a police officer’s daughter, was single, had a “strong personality” and an unblemished record, her supervisor said. She inspected buildings, investigated noise complaints and fined vendors like Mr. Bouazizi, whose itinerant trade may or may not have been legal; no one seems to know.

On the morning of Dec. 17, when other vendors say Ms. Hamdy tried to confiscate Mr. Bouazizi’s fruit, and then slapped him in the face for trying to yank back his apples, he became the hero — now the martyred hero — and she became the villain in a remarkable swirl of events in which Tunisians have risen up to topple a 23-year dictatorship and march on, demanding radical change in their government.

How many middle-aged, single Inspectors with "strong personalities," raging Issues, government backing, and an unshakeable belief in their own moral infallibility has little dynamo endured these many decades?

All. Of. Them.

Woman assuming knowledge of what is Good and Evil, woman asserting dominance over man and god . . . with collusion of her "helper" . . . was the Eden-buster. The inceptive, recurring rebellion . . . rebellion that brought misery, disease, and death into the world.

This is the world that human beings chose. Choose still.

[Czech dissident Jan] Palach killed himself in the same way in Czechoslovakia in 1968. But where his act was overtly political, Bouazizi's death was an expression of a frustration that could not be articulated.

Had the inspector been a man, that would probably have been the end of the incident, but for an Arab man like Mohammed, to be slapped in public by a woman is the height of humiliation. Enraged, Mohammed stormed across to the municipal office to make a formal complaint. Here, he was beaten again. Further humiliated, he walked to the main regional government building, a few streets away, demanding to see the district governor himself. Once again, he was rebuffed, and was told flatly: There's nothing you can do about it.

Less than an hour later, Mohammed was back outside the gates of the governor's office. He sat down, poured two bottles of paint thinner over himself, and lit his cigarette lighter

Aziz, from Syriac/Assyrian, means powerful, strong, respected, and its Hebrew cognate is Oz -- strength, and by extension a temple pillar, often boaz.

In the Quran, Aziz analogs "King of Egypt." Mohammed Aziz in fact de-throned the Egyptian king, and was elevated to that place, in the Popular Imaginarium.

Try to be pure at heart
they arrest you for robbery
("The Groom's Still Waiting at the Altar")

Mr. Bouazizi was the Produce-er. Ms. Hamdy was the Consume-er. We understand this dynamic comprehensively in the West, too. It's called Economic Downturn, aka Mancession or Democracy.

Mr. Bouazizi had apples. Ms. Hamdy took Mr. Bouazizi's apples. Because she could. Her laws said so.

This, in a supposedly patriarchal, misogynistic, woman-mistreating, Islamic stronghold. Hm.

When Mr. Bouazizi objected, Ms. Hamdy went all Daughter of Ham on his aziz, giving the little Oppressor a piece of her mind, and a few fingernail fragments.

And if the guys n gals down at the county jailhouse had him a few hours longer, well . . . that disrespectin' perpetratin' Mohammed would have been glad to get off with self-combustion.

Fission re-action. Divorce in the Third Degree.

While little dynamo was shopping at Yachts-R-Us apparently god anointed Tony Blair his prophet, so Tony got busy calling for a Global Diversity Church that fights "religious extremism" . . . else we face "catastrophe."

Tony, C of E Archbishop/Chief Druid Rowan Williams, Mrs. Robinson, and Bill-n-Hillary will help us all decide who's extreme. Folks like Bouazizi, doubtless, who used his meager wage to support his mother and sister.

Much slapping prognosticated.

"A Flying Scroll for Shinar," our most popular wordpress blurt, scrootinizes Zechariah's endtimes movieola of the "measuring" of Babylon. Earlier this month, that great prophet's probable grave was discovered in Israel.

A Jewish prophet of the late sixth century before Christ, Zechariah is associated with the book of the Old Testament that refers to four horsemen and other visions prefiguring the coming of God in judgement.

As Zerubbabel is a child of Babylon, Joshua was born of Egypt, and witnessed the Red Sea Splitz. Do The Limbo, how low can you go?

Joshua son of Nun means salvation born from endurance. Rahab's scarlet thread, or Red Line, led and connected Joshua's Israel Lights to Jericho.

Some tunes, bit of parade -- make sure they're watching up there, now -- a shout, and the walls imploded. Sorta formed a ramp.

Of all Jericho, Joshua then saved only Rahab and her father's household alive. Harlot Rahab stands for remnant Shinar, Whore Babylon -- prefigured at Jericho with ark, friend Joshua, and the female saved from, essentially, herself.

Servants, witnesses, and kingdom spies go pairly: Moses and Joshua, Elijah and Elisha, Zerubbabel and Joshua. (That Joshua gets around!)
Perfect peace will reign between these two, as Zechariah prophesied, and Joshua and those who "sit before him" receive, in place of their "soiled garments," a new-dispensation "change of raiment" (station and status).

Jericho was gateway to the Promised Land. Once conquered, from atop those humbled walls, the Millennial Kingdom opened into cosmic vista.

The gambler tips his hat
and walks towards the door
It's the second half of the cruise
and you know he hates to lose

("Cripple Creek Ferry")

At Jericho's doorstep, Joshua encountered a strange man with drawn sword.

So Joshua gathered the tribe, circled the wagon, and out across time went the call.

Jericho, though standing, was already fallen. Joshua knew when he met the battle-clad man that was, as they say in Texas, all she wrote.



6.3 quake in Christchurch (yep) N.Z. on Feb. 22 -- the date of this post -- following 7.0 shake last Sept. 4.


  • From Mrs hamdy's slap to full-blown war in Libya - that's some butterfly wing that lady's flapping.

    What those A-rabs need is a few more female dictators, then it'd be equal.

    Solar flare Feb 14
    Supermoon March 19

    33 days

    Musing over radiation - wonder if all those tests in the Pacific still had a little left in them unbeknown to distracted humanity who think its over when the smoke clears.

    All these cracks in the earth allowing long buried entities to surface and sniff around


    By Blogger aferrismoon, At 5:25 AM  

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